Crest Of Kindness Novels & Stories

He sat next to the charred body of a pup and knew that he could no longer stand by and do nothing while the humans rampaged. *This place will become a refuge,* the voice he now knew belonged to the Goddess, said. *A home for lost souls. The abused. The broken. The ones like you.* Johnathan nodded to himself. “I think I'll call it Haven’s Crest,” he said to the Goddess. "I want to wipe out every memory of my family." *Your family made you who you are. It's not always best to forget the past.* “Where is the pack?” *Scattered in the wind. Like you.*

The royal purple leather-clad book was thick and held multiple poems within its hardcover. I traced my thumb over the gold crest stamped on the front. It was our family crest and what our pack was known as. The crest was a mountain with a rising sun. Two wolves stood in front, facing one another and howling upward. It was something similar to the mate bond marks Sydney and I had. I opened to the first page and took a seat and the edge of the bed. There, I found a picture of my sister and me.

Said one of the villagers. "The name will be decided by my queen." Young Cresta thought for a while. Finally she called the area "Carloreal", after her father's name: "Carlo Kingsley". "Come, sweetheart, we should now move on to my next memory," said Cresta the spirit. "Where shall we go now?" "A year after I became Queen of Carloreal." One year later. Cresta was watering the roses in her palace garden. Adrianne loved roses, he had already chosen the rose as his house crest and "Sweet but strong wildflower" as his house motto.

“Then I met your father. Cosimo was charming, and he saw the huntress in me. The last thing that I expected was for him to want me to give up what I knew. I fell for him, hard, and when I carried his child; I was scared of how the Hunters of the Creed would act.” “What is this Creed?” I asked, shaking my head in question. “It is everything that your father has always been fighting against.” She said, looking me in the eye. “It is the act of good. It is to live with people without enslaving them, and to be at peace. Your father has his acts. He devoirs power at its highest of edges, and he knows how to claim it when he wants to do so. But he does it to hold his place. He does it to be the kin

"I imagine you have found the same thing, given that you have navigated the politics of three different pack territories in the last decade without ever holding the largest force in any of them." Crest looked at her. She had done her reading. She knew exactly who he was and how he had gotten where he was and she had paid him a specific compliment that acknowledged his actual skill while also making clear that she had been paying the same kind of attention to this room that he had. Crest was quiet for a moment. Then he smiled and this time it was not the diplomatic smile, it was the real one, the rare one that people with genuine intelligence saved for moments when they encountered something

Many guests had been called to the stage to receive their awards, each one presented by King Aldrich himself. After what felt like two hours of clapping and watching everyone get their awards, Kenneth had finally been called. The Royal Chamberlain said on stage, “And the last but most important award. This is the Crest of Prosperity. This award goes to the citizen whose unwavering enterprise and integrity uphold the kingdom’s economic strength and social welfare.” “This person will receive an honorary title as the ‘Civic Pillar of Freedonia.’” “He single-handedly pays more in taxes than most corporations.”

But his world felt so far beyond my own and there was a very likely chance that I would never feel any romantic affection toward him. Alexander scoffed, “Admire?” I quickly nodded. I could tell that the gun was still raised to the center of my back. “How will you prove it?” he questioned, tauntingly. God. I tried racking my brain for something—anything I could possibly say. I recalled hearing the staff in my previous pack gossiping about Alexander’s kindness to the people in the territories he had claimed. “I admire you because you’re not a mindless killer. You don’t kill indiscriminately but only defeat the Alphas who are considerably unworthy of their titles. This particular kindness is pa

They were triplets: Faith Zeican Lee, Hope Ryker Lee, and Love Andrei Lee, who was the last to come out of their mother's womb. Among the three, Faith Zeican stands out as the epitome of kindness and compassion. Known for his gentle demeanor and caring nature, Faith is always ready to lend a helping hand and offer support to those around him. His generosity knows no bounds, often putting others' needs before his own, and his nurturing personality makes him the go-to person for comfort and advice.

he confessed. Then came the fourth, and the fifth... Each gift, meticulously chosen by Kingsley, not only held significant value but also represented the deepest emotions of his heart. He longed to keep her by his side forever. With each gift, Charlotte's eyes grew blurry with tears, her heart overflowing with emotion. As time passed, each minute felt profound and unforgettable. Finally, Kingsley presented the last gift—an empty box containing a ring with a mysterious crest carved upon it. "This is my family crest and my personal token. Use it to access all my resources and influence whenever you need," Kingsley declared, his gaze intense, tinged with nervousness he couldn't hide.

Alder’s POV The Glowing Crests were a grand run of mountains, each crest transmitting a interesting vitality. This domain was possessed by the Light wardens, creatures who had saddled the control of the crests to preserve the glowing adjust of their domain. “These crests are the sources of our strength,” one of the Light wardens clarified, their air gleaming with a delicate, brilliant shine. “We accept that by connecting with the light, ready to discover agreement inside ourselves.” I watched as they channeled the vitality from the crests, their developments associated to a smooth move. “Your association with the light is really remarkable.”